Once a while back,
When I was going through
A similarly dark time to this,
I wrote myself a phrase
To bide me through the days.

"For the Future"
I wrote.

In those three words
Lay a reason for me to go on.
Each day I survived,
Got me closer to the future me,
To the me I would love.

But now,
Just months later,
I've come to realize
How weak this brace is.

"For the Future"
Holds less meaning
When you see that the future is now.
The present becomes the past and now
The future is the present.
It all blends until there is no
Distinction.
The future me will not be different.
I will not love
The future me
Any more than I love
The present me.